Blogging with the television on is nearly impossible due to the bad news and worse commercials that roll on relentlessly. Jerry Sandusky is appealing his child sexual abuse conviction. Jody Arias is appealing for a jury to suspend disbelief, to ignore all her previous lies and poor behaviors, and to just believe her this one time. The Blade Runner dude is appealing for a self defense case after shooting his beautiful girlfriend four times in a bathroom. The E-Trade baby appeals to your sense of humor. And always there is sex appeal for every conceivable product or service– cars, beer, office equipment, weight loss, etc. I am appealing for time off for good behavior. Okay, maybe tolerable and legal behavior.
In any event another post has begun, but it can’t be in the same swirling vortex of the constant jabberwocky news/sales programs. Those voices swarm you like inmates sprinting out of a jail break from a maximum security prison, folks with nothing to lose who trample you on their way to freedom or death or infamy. Let me appeal to your higher values, blog wardens. You know that much of what gloms onto our ears and eyes is crap, the sort of garbage you get on the soles of your shoes after walking all day in Manhattan. Detritus, waste, soiled sandwich bits, chewed gum, and funky gunk. You can clean your shoes, right? But you’d never walk barefoot through the gritty streets of New York. Yet, consider that the verbal and visual equivalents to street poison constantly pour out of your television into your unprotected ears and eyes. You can’t very well take them off and send them to the dry cleaners now can you?. The garbage gets into your head, your heart, and your soul. And rots.
Long ago John Prine sang,
Now I don’t want to be junior Joe Biden and tell rabid NRA folks to buy a double barrel shotgun to protect their loved ones. Sheesh! Sometimes I think he uses his entire brain matter to grow hair. No, but getting away from your television set for a while could be a great investment in real life. If I had been cut off for years at a time as I was back in my college days, I wouldn’t know how dumb Joe Biden is or how rabid the NRA folks can be. See, the garbage got into my head.
Here is another example of why you shouldn’t watch t.v. Just this week in Arizona John McCain was appealing to a bunch of Tea Party fanatics about his change of heart toward immigration reform. No dice. A big ugly-hearted man shouted that McCain used to be for a border fence during his last Senate race, and now he’s for a path to citizenship for undocumented folks who have been here for years. The ultra-righteous Tea Party faithful guy claimed that McCain was therefore in favor of taking away tax moneys from the faithful, ultra-patriotic Tea Gang types and giving welfare and free housing, medical care and education to these criminals. And there was McCain trying to put out the fire he blew on several years ago, the flames of which were now tickling his butt. It was too late to appeal to the Tea Bagger’s common decency for another human being because several years ago Johnny had appealed to the man’s basest fears of the alien. Well, what do you know? The chickens came home to roost.
It’s about cliches, I tell you. You can’t have it both ways. Never have, never will. Play with fire, you get burned. Don’t judge a man by his hat, especially if he keeps changing it in midstream. Don’t change horses in midstream unless it is a dry river bed. Then make sure they are facing the same way and carefully shift your weight off the one and onto the other. Once you are in the stirrups, giddyup. Ride it like you stole it, which in Congress means you did. Later on have a staffer deny that there was any change in policy; it was merely a reasonable evolution– inevitable, really.
So, all together now… I beseech you,
Blow up your t.v., throw away your paper
Move to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own.